There is such peace here. There's a kind of freedom Yoongi hasn't experienced much of before, a fearlessness that buoys him. Being here, being together, not hiding quite so much, he feels lighter. He laughs, hand smoothing down the side of Jungkook's neck, tugging at the collar of his shirt. "All the time," he agrees. "Everywhere. It's really inconvenient."

He would kiss Jungkook in the middle of the street if he could. He never really would have thought he'd be one for public displays, but he's so happy, so proud to be Jungkook's, he wouldn't mind if everyone in the world knew. If anything, he wants them to.

A day will come, though, he's sure of it, when that will be possible — when they'll have escaped their parents, when the world is a slightly better place, when it's caught up to them.